Chapter 383 The time for revenge has come

Style: Romance Author: The king is a catWords: 2414Update Time: 24/02/20 14:56:04
Everything that happened to Leng Muxiao at Leng's today, Leng Jiangang forwarded it to Bo Qing with added embarrassment.

Bo Qing was arrogant. During this period, she kept asking Bo Chenyan whether he had solved Xiao Yi for her, but Bo Chenyan did not reply to her and told her not to be willful.

Bo Chenyan is very worried now, but he rarely tells Bo Qing about family affairs. Firstly, Bo Qing has a heart disease and cannot affect her mood. Secondly, Bo Qing's temperament and brain are really not reliable.

This time, when Bo Qing called, Bo Chenyan became more and more perfunctory.

Bo Qing was already very angry, until she received an anonymous email, and her anger reached its peak.

In addition to text, the email also contains audio recordings.

No wonder she couldn't find Leng Muchiao during this period. It turned out that Leng Muchiao wanted to cancel the engagement with her?

Just for that broken formula?

She was not wrong, the formula was the real formula, it was just that they were missing the most important ingredient.

The blood in the formula requires such thin blood.

But Bo Ru died many years ago.

This recipe has become obsolete.

Without this formula, Luo Xiaoyi should be dead, but seeing Leng Muchiao's recent actions and this email, Luo Xiaoyi is not dead at all.

That bitch is not even dead yet?

It is indeed a disaster that will last forever.

But she would never let Luo Xiaoyi have this opportunity.

She originally thought that Leng Muxiao was a smart man and would definitely abandon Luo Xiaoyi after knowing the benefits the Bo family had created for him.

Unexpectedly, Leng Muxiao actually wanted to be the infatuated one?

Being annulled?

How could Bo Qing endure such humiliation?

There was an address on the mail, so she led all the people and went straight there.

If Leng Muxiao wanted to slap her in the face, she would kill Xiao Yi directly.

Research Institute

Bo Qing's people surrounded the institute.

Leng Muchiao's people were outside the door and were in a stalemate with them.

"If you don't get out of my way, I'm your future Mrs. Leng."

Bo Qing was stopped by Leng Muchiao's bodyguard.

"Sorry, Miss Bo, Mr. Leng has told me that no one is allowed in."

Bo Qing raised her eyebrows displeased, "Am I one of those people? Why don't you open your eyes to see who I am?"

"I'm telling you, no matter who comes today, they can't stop me. If you don't want to die, get out of my way."

Bo Qing had already expected that the people she brought with her would be overwhelming and they would be able to suppress them. Moreover, she knew that this had to be done as soon as possible, otherwise it would be troublesome when Leng Muxiao brought people.

Of course the bodyguards would not let Bo Qing in, but Bo Qing was prepared. There were too few of them and they were suppressed by Bo Qing's people.

Someone was about to call for help, but Bo Qing's people knocked off the phone.

At the same time, Bo Qing's people came out with an instrument that could cut off the signal.

Today, she was prepared to change her life.

The bodyguards also knew that they might not be able to protect Luo Xiaoyi now. Someone relied on their familiarity with the institute's terrain and escaped before Bo Qing and the others noticed.

He wants to go back and take Xiao Yi away.

Here, Luo Xiaoyi is flipping through a book. She seems to be reading, but in fact she is making plans in her heart.

Suddenly, with a bang, someone broke in.

Luo Xiaoyi looked carefully, and when she saw that it was Leng Muxiao, she didn't even want to give him a look.

Leng Muxiao imprisoned her. These people came in just to make sure she had not escaped.

The bodyguard has long been used to Luo Xiaoyi's cold attitude.

At this time, he was extremely anxious, "Miss Luo, you are neglecting me. Please come with me and I will take you to hide."

The man's expression was solemn, and his nervousness and impatience were not transmitted to Luo Xiaoyi at all. Luo Xiaoyi was calm and calm, not even moving.

The bodyguard thought she didn't know the current situation, so he simply explained, "Miss Luo, the situation is not good now. Miss Bo has brought people here. They are coming menacingly and with murderous intent. I'm afraid they will be detrimental to you. "

He thought that Luo Xiaoyi knew the seriousness of the matter and would never run away from him.

Sure enough, Luo Xiaoyi looked indifferent and said, "Let's go."

The bodyguard was familiar with the institute. He knew there was a hidden secret passage and was about to take Luo Xiaoyi there. However, he saw Luo Xiaoyi at the fork in the road. Instead of following him, he walked to the other side.

"Miss Luo, you're going to the wrong place. That's the door over there."

"Their people are all over there."

Luo Xiaoyi trotted there. She was right. She was going to see Bo Qing.

Bo family.

The murderer who killed Luo Jun.

Finally appeared in front of her.

How did the bodyguard know that he had good intentions and did bad things?

Luo Xiaoyi was afraid that the bodyguard would catch up, so she ran very fast.

Until, someone appeared at the door.

She finally saw Bo Qing again.

Bo Qing's people restrained the bodyguards, and Bo Qing stood in the middle, giving orders and being arrogant.

Perhaps Luo Xiaoyi's gaze was too fiery, Bo Qing took advantage of the situation and smiled.

"You still dare to come out?"

"Maybe you ran away and took the wrong route."

Bo Qing felt that the only possibility that Luo Xiaoyi dared to come over was that she wanted to leave but didn't know they were at this door.

"Miss Luo, please leave quickly, we don't have enough people."

"Miss Bo, don't take action against Miss Luo, otherwise Mr. Leng will definitely be angry,"

The bodyguards left behind by Leng Muchiao followed Leng Muchiao for a long time and witnessed Leng Muchiao risking his life to rescue Xiao Yi.

They knew very well what Luo Xiaoyi meant to Leng Muchiao.

So, they warned Bo Qing.

Who knows, their warnings only add fuel to the fire.

Bo Qing became even more angry, "I would like to see what Leng Muxiao will do to me, my fiancée, for a second cousin."

"Press this person over here."

Luo Xiaoyi was very quiet and didn't resist at all.

Let Bo Qing's people press her in front of Bo Qing.

Bo Qing looked at Luo Xiaoyi. She was extremely jealous when her love rival met her, especially when she thought of Leng Muxiao breaking off her engagement for Luo Xiaoyi.

"I didn't expect that Leng Muxiao would hide your golden house in a place like this," Bo Qing snorted coldly. She looked at Luo Xiaoyi's flat belly and suddenly became happy.

"Where's your belly? The child is gone? The bastard will not live long after all."

"The child is gone, what else do you want to use to pester Mu Xiao? It couldn't be your face. I hate your face when I look at it, so I'm going to scratch it."

"You dare to stare at me? I will dig out your eyes."

Bo Qing wanted to frighten Luo Xiaoyi and beg for mercy, but Luo Xiaoyi was very calm, as if he was watching a show.

The more Luo Xiaoyi behaves like this, the angrier Bo Qing becomes, "Bitch, don't think that Mu Xiao will come to save you. Even if he comes, if I want to dig out your face, he won't refuse, or will he?" Peel it for me with your own hands. After all, he likes me, and only I can bring him the greatest benefit. Just like I don't like that scoundrel like you, he did it for me."

Luo Xiaoyi was not unmoved by Bo Qing's words. When she mentioned the child, she held it back so hard that her nails almost dug into her palms.

She knew that the time had not come yet.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer not far away. She suddenly raised her head with a cold smile on her lips.

The time has come.

Bo Qing was frightened by her look, but soon she felt that she was overreacting and that Luo Xiaoyi had no harmful effect on her at all.

It was only the look in Luo Xiaoyi's eyes that reminded her of Leng Muxiao that made her suddenly feel fear.

"Bring me the knife and I'll make the first cut."